flicker-soft hand flashes

daylight  starlight

hand to cheek

skin palmed

my ring that non-transgressable line

but this

snow-blind animal need

shared by grooming apes

and dogs sleeping entwined

the feel of sun of flesh on skin

has never been about sex but that

animal need to know we are not islands

or stones tossed out to sea, as we

breathe the same air, molecules shared,

pulse to pulse

in this brief habitation of skin

Thank you to the editors of 5AM for first publishing this poem.


By Elizabeth

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